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The retainers and servants from the Fiefdom now lived with Dino, so when Mo Shi entered the mansion, it was as if he had arrived at a miniature version of the Red Sand Castle, many of whom he felt familiar.

After he came to this continent, the first thing he came into contact with was the land of the West, the place where he was first confirmed was the Red Sand Castle, and the first person he got along with was the people of the Firebird family.

He inevitably felt close to them and associated the image of his home with them.

Sometimes he thinks it's irrational.

But given that the Firebird family was in full swing at the moment, there was no reason why he couldn't befriend them.

At dinner, he sat at the table, along with Mr. and Mrs. Dino and Mr. and Mrs. Shekha.

Terotta had lost a child, but she still looked like an innocent, lively girl, still very young, very beautiful, with reverence for the future life, and the scent of Oria made her smell like a fresh fruit. She was very different from Opal's wife, she was a very talkative person, and she talked about her recent life and about her and Dino sneaking out into the streets together.

Mo Shi could see that they were very much in love, and that this love was not just the love of husband and wife in the ethical sense, but actually touched the heart.

As for Sheka Hawthorn's wife, it was said during the introduction that her name was "Rena". Mo Shi was seeing her for the first time.

She was still breastfeeding and looked a little tired and bloated. She is also an Orria, but her smell is so faint that it is almost impossible for someone like Moshi to smell the outward features without an extracorporeal pheromone receiver.

She sat next to Sheka, not like Dino and Jelota. Dino and Terlota are like the union of those princes and princesses in fairy tales, young and beautiful, and happy. But Rena was just an ordinary Heyar woman, who had been married for nearly twenty years, and she was not as excited as Jelota when she sat here (in front of the guests), she was only out of necessity.

Dino and Shekka, as well as Gelota, are intrigued by what Moshi experienced in the South.

Moser is also happy to share his story.

After all, they are really good to tell, because almost all of the stories are about how he saved village after village, earning respect and affection. Such stories are like fairy tales, and they are suitable for telling.

"You're not what I thought you were. Towards the end of dinner, Sheka's wife, Rena, spoke slowly. She spoke at the right time, when others were speaking with a thirsty throat and raising their glasses to drink.

"Me, ma'am?" said Mo Shigang, who had just stopped telling the story of the little viscount of the Scarlet Feet family, who had fallen off his horse, and his mood remained in a pleasant, slightly drunken state.

He inadvertently found himself playing with the metal wine glass with his object transfer magic, and he jerked out his hand to take the wine glass that was suspended in mid-air back into his palm. Both Shekha and his wife noticed this, but again did not say anything.

"Yes, sir," said Rena, her tone still slow, as if she had been born that way, "they always say that you are an apostle who has seen God with my own eyes, and I imagine in my heart that you are a priest of solemnity and majesty. ”

"I'm afraid I've let you down, ma'am. ”

"No, actually, Shekha always told me that I must have thought wrong, but in fact I couldn't help but think like that. So, as he told me, you're a very unique person. ”

"I guess God thinks I'm funny, and God doesn't seem to hate interesting people. Mo Shi said with a smile, knowing that he was really a little drunk this time.

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Before the sun went down, he and Sheka went for a walk in the house's backyard.

The night breeze of Linqiu was already quite cold for Mo Shi, and it slightly blew away the smell of wine on his skin.

He didn't take the bluebird with him, but played with a bush of pine needles in his hand and let it float around them. Shekka looked at him helplessly but calmly.

"By the way, I haven't congratulated you on becoming a father yet!" said Mo Shi, "because Dino ...... That's why I didn't dare mention it just now. ”

"It's okay. Maybe you don't know, but in reality - children always die. Shekha said with some sorrow, "This is God's punishment for us. ”

"I'm going to change that, you know?" Mo Shi raised an eyebrow at him and said with a smile, "I'll change that." Along with the other parts, it also changes. Everything will be fine in the future. ”

"You're drunk. You rarely get drunk. ”

"Yes, I'm a good drinker. But, I wasn't talking big about it, I really had to make that change. ”

"Did God tell you to do this?"

"Partly, yes. It was "Noah" who gave Moshi the task of promoting civilization, and it is true.

"So, what about the other parts?" asked Sheka.

"Oh, because I want you to be happier than you are now. Moshi looked at Shekha, at the tall swordsman, "You, Dino, Dia, and your wife, Princess Jelota, and Opal, and Longtail—you are not familiar with them, they are my friends, and Duna...... I hope you all be happy. ”

There was something desperate in Mo Shi's tone.

It was as if he was convinced that all of them would be miserable and unhappy, and the most painful and unfortunate of them all was Moshi himself.

Shekka shook his head.

"I'm happy now," he tried to soothe Mo Shi's emotions, and after becoming a father, his personality was much gentler, "I now have a little girl who eats her fingers stupidly and her eyes are sky blue. Would you like to see her? Actually, I wanted you to be her godfather, but unfortunately you were in the Southland last year. ”

"That's great, I really want to see her, and I really want to be her godfather. ”

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The second place Moshi visited was the Platinum Temple.

St. Ant's was still the healthy old man in good spirits, still wise and magical, and of course he had heard of what Mostone had done along the banks of the River Mut in the Southland.

He was relieved, and Mo Shi also hoped that he could become the person he wanted.

Then, Mo Shi went to the palace.

The king was still a master of politics, and he warmly and intimately welcomed Moshi's return. Moshi knew that this was all because the king used him as a pawn against his old courtiers, and that the king liked to make it impossible for the great nobles and old courtiers to live in peace, and the king was very satisfied that he had not stayed in the Southlands but had returned, and as Moshi had expected, the king was looking forward to him coming to stumble Scarlet. At least, Moshi knew that the king cared about these subtle battles.

Manka Golden Lion doesn't care how he was born or where he came from, and he probably doesn't really care if Mo Shi has seen the gods, Manka Golden Lion only cares if Mo Shi is smart enough to weigh current affairs and find a suitable place in the court.

So far, Moshi has not disappointed Manca.

In fact, less than a month after the rainy season, the scarlet-footed earl himself came to the royal city.

He filed a petition for the repair of the Mutte River, asking the lords of the various provinces along the way to participate in the matter, and asked the king to support him in accordance with the provisions of the Code.

The king said, "I am glad to see you asking me for help, because you have acted as if I am not your master or your friend, but in fact I am willing to pay for you." ”

"Thank you for your generosity, all Scarlet Feet will give you everything. ”

"My astrologer visited your land and offered to repair the rivers for you, but you did not accept it until the great water came—and he was very sad about it, because he had a loving heart, which God had touched. How can you let him be rejected?"

“...... I have to admit that this was because of our miscalculations. We had thought that the raging waves of the Mut River would not have spread so widely, but we were obviously mistaken, and the astrologer had received an oracle, and it was true. He was supposed to save us before the flood came, but mortals always disappointed the gods. Maybe it's because we've always been guilty. ”

The arrogant count had to swallow his anger in front of the king, which obviously put the king in a good mood, but Moshi and Manka were not the same kind of people, and he did not seek the pleasure of power from the subservience of others.

"Anyway, I guess he's willing to help you. Is that so, Mr. Moshi?"

The king turned to Moshi.

Mo Shi bowed deeply, and then nodded: "I am always willing to create all the miracles that God is willing to give to your earth and people. It may take me years to quell the anger of the Mut River, but I hope it will be worth it. ”

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